Preface

A Trip to Bellor
Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/36782341.

Rating:
Teen And Up Audiences
Archive Warning:
Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Fandom:
Zampanio
Character:
The Author
Language:
English
Stats:
Published: 2022-01-31 Words: 410 Chapters: 2/8

A Trip to Bellor

Summary

Time to visit Bellor

A portal to Bellor

I run down a flight of stairs, a pile of uranium cradled tightly in my arms as my feet constantly stamp on the slope of wooden planks below. Slamming my body though the door I rush inside the room to place the nuclear stones that brightly glow green down into a hole of a tree shaped machine which roars to life. A portal that swirls green and red summons between me and the machine. Winds howl from the world beyond as I equip a cloak of leather that has been dyed grey to prepare myself for the cold. As soon as I put a foot into the portal I suddenly get pulled into the portal unknown if I have the ability to write my way back.


Alternate World, Alternate past

Chapter Summary

This isn't Bellor where am I?

My eyes slowly open as the sunlight trickles into my sight. I then proceed to sit up to observe the world around me to see that I am in a alleyway surrounded by snow and apartment buildings. Clearly you have no idea where you are but you feel like you are not in Bellor. Getting up to my feet I bush the snow away from my dragon mask and leather cloak and wander the maze of roads made from bricks of stone laid out before my arrival. No sounds are made besides from the howling winds and my boots stepping on the stones and snow beneath me. As I wander the alleys of snow and stone I hear a noise of snow crunching at a fast pace which too I turn around to see nothing but the usual stones, bricks, and buildings which surround me. "Is someone messing with me?" I think to myself as I continue my way on the path out of this place.

Some time has pass as my legs are weakened from the constant walking. About to give up hope of this maze of roads I see something stick out from the snow the reflects the sun's light. I stumble my way towards it and pick it up from the snow which temperature is freezing to the touch. The once mysterious item I have picked up turns out to be a milk bottle with a message inside which I quickly pull out from the glass container with ease. The message despite written in gibberish says 𝓙𝓻𝔂𝓹𝓫𝔃𝓻 𝓰𝓫 𝓥𝓰𝓷𝔂𝓵 which does not help you at all. Despite the madness that is happening I decide to sit down and take a rest.

Afterword

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